Over the mountain is the sea

Chapter 89 Who is true and who is false ([-])

Zhang Ailing made such a bold guess in the novel "Love in a Fallen City": the fall of Hong Kong fulfilled her.But in this unreasonable world, who knows what is the cause and what is the effect?Perhaps because of trying to fulfill her, a big city collapsed.

Yi Nan was sitting on the warm balcony, these words popped up in his mind inexplicably.

Of course, she wasn't arrogant enough to think that Yunxi's misfortune was caused by herself, but there was still something to do with it, right?
However, where will Yunxi, who is suffering, go in the end, and who is she trying to perfect?She had no way of assuming, the mystery hadn't been solved yet, and she was tired of it.

She opened all the curtains, and on the balcony next door, several figures in standard work clothes flickered.

She was stunned for a long time before she remembered that Meng Shaoyu moved today.

Minyu stood at the door and struck up a conversation with Meng Shaoyu, who was directing in the corridor. He was very busy, and he didn't say a word to her.

"Isn't Shangpin Garden near the Jiuqu Bridge? It's far from here, but I heard that the environment is good." Min Yu commented on Meng Shaoyu's new residence. She was a decorator and knew all about the real estate in the city.

Meng Shaoyu was assisting the porter to close the lid of a box full of goods. There were too many things, and the lid stood up stubbornly, refusing to press it down.He suddenly made a strong effort, squatted there with his knees, but heard a click, and finally he was able to lock it smoothly.

Looking up at where Minyu was standing, he casually replied, "Well, the environment is pretty good."

A worker came out of the house, holding a kraft paper bag in his hand, and asked Meng Shaoyu, "Don't you want this?"

Meng Shaoyu took it, frowned and opened it to see, he had many similar bags.Minyu stood on tiptoe, stretched her neck and looked over curiously, vaguely seeing some sketches of people.

Meng Shaoyu quickly stuffed the painting back, but frowned even more, as if impatient, "Who said I don't want it anymore. Don't rummage through my things!"

The worker hurriedly explained: "I picked it at the door of the kitchen, maybe it fell out of some box, we dare not rummage."

Meng Shaoyu ignored him, threw the paper bag on the box, and told the worker next to him, "Put it in for me." He went into the room to check it.

Min Yu rushed forward and enthusiastically said to the worker, "I'll help you." Then, taking advantage of the momentum, she pulled the paper bag over, bypassed the lock of the white rope, and eagerly dug out the contents inside.

The worker originally had a good impression of her, but he didn't expect that her ulterior motives were not about drinking, and seeing that she knew Meng Shaoyu well, he also said that she couldn't do it, so he could only urge her in a low voice, "Girl, put it down for me quickly, and wait a while." The master came to see it, and we will deduct the money."

However, Minyu pursed her lips tightly and did not say a word, clutching those sketches tightly in her hand, the more she looked at them, the more unpleasant they became - all of them were Yinan, some were smiling, some were melancholy, some were angry, each one was lifelike , as if alive.She forcefully pushed the painting back, straightened up, turned her head and walked to the next door.

The worker glanced dissatisfiedly at her back, muttered a few words in his mouth, packed the bag again, stuffed it into the full box, squeezed his knees like Meng Shaoyu just now, and closed it smoothly Lid, locked, and sighed contentedly on the case.

All the things were packed in the corridor outside the door, and Meng Shaoyu didn't have a few boxes. The workers opened the elevator and moved them in one by one carefully and attentively.

Meng Shaoyu locked the door, and took a last look at the next door. The door was closed tightly. Even Minyu went back. He stared blankly at the dark brown door for a moment, with both expectation and disappointment in his eyes. Someone was behind him. Call him, "Mr. Meng, come in."

He let out an "oh" as if he had just woken up from a dream, straightened the luggage on his back, and walked into the elevator with somewhat heavy steps.

The door was quickly closed and the descent was on.The corridor, which was noisy just now, was filled with empty and empty silence.

On the other side of the door, Min Yu was getting angry at Yi Nan who was sitting in front of the computer.

"Yao Yinan, is your heart made of iron? Where did all your persistence go?"

Yi Nan sighed, and had to turn around, with his back to the computer, "What's wrong with you?"

Minyu's chest heaved violently, and all the paintings and Yi Nan's indifferent face were floating in front of her eyes. She suddenly felt itchy with hatred, why some people couldn't even ask for it, while others didn't. Know how to cherish.

"It was you who was sorry for him first, why are you pretending to be noble, if you still have him in your heart, put down your self-esteem and hurry down to find him! There is still time!"

Yi Nan stared at her quietly, Min Yu's furious eyes gradually faded under her peaceful gaze, and turned to flickering, she turned her eyes away, and whispered: "Xiao Meng, he didn't Forgot about you, why not give him a chance? Once he leaves, it may not be easy to get him back in the future." She murmured in detail, not even aware of the increasingly obvious tone in her tone. Sad, but Yi Nan felt it.

Yinan felt a little sour in her heart, she couldn't tell whether it was for Minyu or herself, she lowered her head, thought for a while before slowly saying: "Xiaoyu, he is gone, but he will still be in this city, if One day I'm gone, and I won't come back."

Minyu looked at her blankly, Yinan's face was so calm, "I've been thinking about what I really want these days. Over the years, my heart has been filled with too many people and things, and I have never been able to calm down. Live life, you are right, I used to be too persistent and self-righteous. Now that I think about it, I want to empty my heart and take a good breath. Xiaoyu, it’s not that I want to pretend to be noble, it’s just that I’m really tired gone."

"Sister..." Seeing Yinan's tired expression, Minyu was a little annoyed by her impulsiveness just now, "I didn't mean that, but you know, Xiaomeng, he has always been to you..."

"Xiaoyu, I know he is a good person, so," Yi Nan turned to look out of the window and said calmly, "When I leave, you should seize the opportunity."

Min Yu looked at her in astonishment and guilt, speechless.

When Feng Yi called, Yi Nan was sitting on the bed reading a book.In the afternoon, Minyu went out to find friends to go shopping and relax. Before leaving, she told Yi Nan that if she was late, she might not come back for the night.Yi Nan knew that she was feeling awkward and embarrassed, so she didn't force her.

"Yi Nan, I'm back." Feng Yi's voice was rarely hoarse, with an unconcealable depression.

"Oh, it's all resolved?" Yi Nan asked lightly.

Although he knew that Feng Yi's call would definitely reveal a lot of the latest information about Liang Zhongming to him, but Yinan couldn't tell what was wrong with him, so he couldn't arouse much interest.Perhaps after seeing Mrs. Liang, the last remaining beautiful fantasy about "love" in her heart was shattered. The relationship she once cherished so much couldn't stand the repeated "Ling Chi" in reality, and the When she went to see Mrs. Liang, she finally sent "love" to the guillotine, and since then the dust has settled and the front edge has been cut off.She was not as sad and sad as she expected. Perhaps many tastes would have to wait for a while to ferment in her heart, and the real taste could only be tasted after all kinds of brewing.

"Mr. Liang sold all the shares of Yuanda to Xu Zhiyuan on the condition that he redeemed all five hotels. Now Mr. Liang is the real owner of the hotel group." Feng Yi said directly and frustrated, but it was no longer the same as before. Outraged like that, "he said it was necessary to keep the hotel afloat."

Yi Nan sighed in her heart, she didn't want to comment on anything, after all, it was someone else's family business, after a moment of silence, she just asked: "What are your plans?"

"Mr. Liang said that I can continue to stay and manage the hotel, but..." He paused when he said this.

Yi Nan adjusted her sitting posture, and she held the book on the quilt again, because she felt that the phone call was about to end.She gently perfunctory, "This is not very good, don't you always hope that Mr. Liang can have an independent business?"

"No, Yi Nan, it's not that simple." Feng Yi murmured, "I've always been too smart..."

(End of this chapter)